World’s Best Martial Artist - Chapter 15

[Chapter 15 Spiritual Enhancement]

It was not the first time Fang Ping had heard the name Wang Jinyang.

On the first day of waking up, Yang Jian was talking.

After that, Chen Fan started talking, Wu Zhihao started talking, and the class teacher was talking too.

In short, within a few days, even though Fang Ping didn’t know Wang Jinyang, it was not a lie to say something like thunder.

A student from an ordinary class, who was admitted to Wu Ke University when his grades were not very good, was indeed a celebrity in the small city of Yangcheng.

Wang Jinyang’s reputation once overshadowed other students who were admitted to Wuke University last year.

…

When he came out of the office, Fang Ping was still thinking about the head teacher’s words.

Lao Ban did take care of him one extra time.

According to Liu Anguo’s words, everyone else is fine, everyone has taken a long time to prepare for the martial arts exam, so you should know everything you need to know.

Fang Ping was different, his application for the exam was too abrupt.

If Liu Anguo didn’t have any hope for him yesterday and learned about last night’s test today, Liu Anguo felt that he might not be able to create miracles like Wang Jinyang.

As it happens, Fang Ping and Wang Jinyang have many similarities.

Usually not top-notch in the class, and his family background is also ordinary, Wang Jinyang is not as abrupt as Fang Ping to apply for the martial arts exam, but on the eve of the college entrance examination, no one thinks he can be admitted.

Liu Anguo felt that if Fang Ping went away, he might have some common language with the other party, and there might be some gains.

So this time, Fang Ping was also on the list.

In the corridor outside the office, Wu Zhihao had a happy expression on his face and said with a big smile: “I didn’t expect the old class to be so powerful. This time, only our class is in charge of picking up people.”

Yes, this time, only 4 people from the third grade (4) class are responsible for picking up the people. Of course, the school also arranged a car and driver.

It’s not that the teachers on the school side are big-headed. In fact, Wang Jinyang entered Wuhan University. After graduation, his achievements must be higher than theirs. Many teachers are eager to get close to them.

However, when Wang Jinyang communicated with the school before, he said that there is no need to be too troublesome, and he can come directly to the school.

Later, I couldn’t hold back the enthusiasm of the school, so I just said a few younger brothers and sisters, there is no need to trouble the teachers.

Although this may be a polite remark, in the end the school decided to send only students to avoid embarrassment.

Liu Anguo was also cruel this time. Wu Zhihao in the class had great hopes of getting the martial arts exam, so originally Liu Anguo just wanted Wu Zhihao to contact him.

Later, when I found out about Fang Ping, I wanted to help Fang Ping fight for it.

Thinking that both of them went, Yang Jian and Liu Ruoqi in the class seemed to be doing well, so let’s just go together.

As a result, Lao Liu was blocked at the door of the dean’s office in the morning, and he didn’t agree to leave!

Now that the principal is not at the school, the dean is in charge of many things. He was blocked by his own teacher. In desperation, the dean had no choice but to answer with a wry smile.

Anyway, it’s just picking up people, it’s errands, and some students in key classes are not willing to go.

In the end, the job of picking up people fell on the heads of the (4) class.

Wu Zhihao said, and Fang Ping said: “We don’t have to go to class tomorrow morning, we will gather at the school gate before 9 o’clock, and take the school bus to the station together.

We also accompany Senior Brother Wang for lunch.

In the afternoon, we will accompany Senior Brother Wang to the school, and the task will be completed.

”

Yang Jian and Liu Ruoqi both nodded, while Fang Ping asked curiously, “Brother Wang’s martial arts rank?”

Wu Zhihao asked this question, and after a while he said helplessly: “I don’t know, Wuhan University is relatively more mysterious than other liberal arts universities, and many things are not rumored at all.

Brother Wang is a rank of martial artist, we don’t know.

However, Senior Brother Wang is a freshman. Nanjiang Wuda is not bad in Nanjiang, but only average among Wuda in the whole country.

specific items,

I guess it should be around one or two.

”

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Ruoqi, who had not spoken much, suddenly said, “Rank one or two? Do you really think that the students of Wuhan University are all martial artists?”

She just said that, and then left.

After she left, Fang Ping thoughtfully said: “Listen to her, the students of Wuhan University are not necessarily all martial artists?”

Wu Zhihao said with a wry smile: “It seems so, I don’t know the specifics, I seem to have heard that there are students from Wuhan University who have not yet become martial artists after graduation.

However, this kind of thing is a little far away from us, and we don’t know what the situation is.

”

Fang Ping nodded slightly. It turned out that if he was admitted to Wuda, he would not necessarily become a martial artist.

As for whether Wang Jinyang is a martial artist, it is not easy to judge now.

But no matter what, this was the first person Fang Ping was about to meet who was truly related to a martial artist.

I have been listening to the legends of the warriors, and the real warriors have not been in contact with the entire No.1 Middle School.

For a while, Fang Ping was looking forward to it.

…

After eating at noon, and copying Wu Zhihao’s notes, Fang Ping’s 50 yuan on hand ran out again.

I didn’t have any money, so I didn’t feel embarrassed to invite Wu Zhihao to dinner.

Of course, Wu Zhihao didn’t care too much about this, but Fang Ping took note of this favor.

It’s only been a few days since he was reborn, but he owes a lot of human debt, from the head teacher and Wu Zhihao.

Sometimes, the debt of favor can be more difficult to pay than money.

Putting these things down, Fang Ping continued to read and review by himself in the afternoon.

…

night.

When Fang Ping came back, his sister and mother were at home, and his father, Fang Mingrong, had not returned.

As usual, Fang Ping was not used to not pinching Fang Yuan’s face when he went home.

As a result, the brothers and sisters started fighting again. Li Yuying, who was preparing dinner on the side, could not laugh or cry. The two children never had a quiet time together.

The brothers and sisters were tired from fighting, and Fang Mingrong also arrived home.

As soon as he entered the door, Fang Mingrong said, “Have you taken the money?”

Li Yuying nodded, Fang Mingrong turned to look at Fang Ping and said, “I will ask your mother to give you 20,000 yuan later, remember to thank your classmate and his parents.

I won’t come to the door this time. When the college entrance examination is over, I must invite them to dinner.

”

Fang Mingrong went to the factory today and asked the workshop director.

The blood qi pills did cost 30,000 yuan each, and the pharmacy didn’t bargain.

When Fang Mingrong asked if he could buy it for 20,000 yuan, he was almost killed by the director’s saliva.

If you buy it, you can buy it, and this is not a secret, but what kind of onion is Fang Mingrong?

Even the director, who bought medicine for his son’s college entrance examination last year, wanted to buy a cheap one, but couldn’t find a way, let alone Fang Mingrong.

This time, Fang Mingrong is absolutely not indebted to human feelings.

At the moment, the family life is not easy. Even if Fang Ping is admitted to the martial arts, he will have to spend money in the future. If he fails to pass the test, he will save money.

10,000 yuan is not a small amount, you can save it if you can save it.

As soon as Dad agreed, Fang Ping felt much more relaxed.

With money, many things are easier to do.

He has been very busy these days, and even if he wants to make some money, he doesn’t have the time.

In order to ensure that I can be admitted to the martial arts, it is also helpless to get some money from my parents first.

After the family had dinner, Li Yuying went into the room to get money for Fang Ping.

When the 20,000 yuan was handed to Fang Ping, Fang Ping spent a little in front of his eyes, and the data appeared again.

Wealth: 20000

Blood: 1.1

Spirit: 1

Fang Ping breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that his guess was correct. The money that his parents gave him could be turned into wealth.

In addition, Fang Ping couldn’t help laughing at himself, as if he was better than the money detector.

If there is less money and there is fake money, you can see it by yourself, and you don’t need to count it.

If it were not only useful for his own money, he would not be able to pass the martial arts exam or become a martial artist in the future. If he went to a bank as a teller, he would have won a national championship.

Putting these messy thoughts aside, Fang Ping greeted his parents and locked himself in a small room.

…

in the room.

Staring at the panel, Fang Ping was slightly hesitant. Is it better to improve qi and blood or improve spirit?

The role of qi and blood, now he already knows.

What is the effect of improving mental strength?

Or, as you guessed, can you improve your memory and understanding?

Although not too sure, Fang Ping quickly made up his mind and tried to improve.

Anyway, there are 20,000 wealth points. If raising the spirit has no effect, the remaining 10,000 wealth points can also be used to improve blood.

The blood value doesn’t need to be too high. The most powerful player in the No. 1 middle school is only in the early 120s. If Fang Ping really has more than 130 cards, it is not necessarily a good thing.

After making up his mind, Fang Ping said softly according to his previous experience: “Add some energy, or I will kill you!”

“…”

The data did not move, and Fang Ping felt a little embarrassed for a while.

Does this thing work? Wasn’t it enough last time?

After several trials, Fang Ping finally figured out that it had nothing to do with his unreliable spell. As long as he concentrated and thought about it, the data would change.

After wasting a lot of time, Fang Ping improved his mental strength.

Soon, the data in front of him changed.

Wealth: 10000

Blood: 1.1

Spirit: 1.1

…

At the moment when his mental strength increased, Fang Ping suddenly felt a coolness in his brain.

It was as if the girl’s tender little hands were stroking her head, which was extraordinarily comfortable.

“call……”

After a long time, Fang Ping came to his senses and sighed, feeling refreshed and exhausted from the day.

Not in a hurry to improve his qi and blood, Fang Ping hurriedly picked up the textbook and started reading.

…

More than ten minutes later, Fang Ping closed the textbook, recalled what he had just read, and then frowned slightly.

It is not as memorable as I imagined, but there are some effects. The memory seems to be a little stronger than before, and the effect is not too obvious.

Fang Ping didn’t know if he was comforting himself or if it was the truth.

However, he guessed that it may be related to not much improvement in spiritual power.

Just like the increase in qi and blood, although his qi and blood have reached 110 cards, Fang Ping has not become a superman, and even now singled out Yang Jian, he is 100% going to be beaten and can’t find Bei.

Qi, blood and spirit are just a transformation of the body, and they also need to be used and exercised by themselves.

Having roughly figured out these principles, Fang Ping was not in a hurry.

If it is useful, then I will think of a way to improve these two data. The improvement of 0.1 is not obvious. How about double the improvement?

Thinking that he would have to pick up someone tomorrow, Fang Ping didn’t stay up all night, went out to wash up, and soon fell asleep.

[End of this Chapter]